No Chance to Take Their Things
"Don't even think about it! Once items are sold to the scrap station, they belong to the state. You can't just come here and rummage through things as if you're slicing off a piece of socialism," Su Xiaoxiao said sternly, then turned to Jiang Yexun.
"Yexun, hurry up and call the police to arrest them. I'm sure their intentions are not pure. It's best for the police to investigate thoroughly and not let any misguided troublemaker slip away."
Su Xiaoxiao's indignation was genuine. She had worked hard to get a job at the scrap station to find some bargains, only to have someone try to exploit them and take valuable items. Did they think everyone here was foolish?
"You... how dare you speak like that, you little girl?" The man stammered and tried to leave.
Before he could take more than a couple of steps, Jiang Yexun grabbed his arm and yanked him back. The man fell heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust from the dry floor.